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Poem by Thomas Hardy

Zermatt: To the Matterhorn

Thirty-two years since, up against the sun,
Seven shapes, thin atomies to lower sight,
Labouringly leapt and gained thy gabled height,
And four lives paid for what the seven had won.

They were the first by whom the deed was done, 
And when I look at thee, my mind takes flight
To that days tragic feat of manly might,
As though, till then, of history thou hadst none.

Yet ages ere men topped thee, late and soon
Thou didst behold the planets lift and lower;
Sawst, maybe, Joshuas pausing sun and moon,
And the betokening sky when Cæsars power
Approached its bloody end; yea, even that Noon
When darkness filled the earth till the ninth hour.

Thomas Hardy

Thomas Hardy's other poems:
  1. At Shags Heath
  2. The Thing Unplanned
  3. So Various
  4. The Rash Bride
  5. The Hatband

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